Words are sounds that flood our ears
They can change the way we think
Mischievous they are, giving us fears
And just like people, they can make us sink
Words can build us up, make us towers
They make us strong, triumphant to the weak
Despite these feats, some exploit the power
With their own agendas, and goals they seek
Words can make us crumble, reduce us to rubble
Bringing out our demons, they make us restless
Horrific thoughts invade our head, causing us trouble
And their torment is never ending, endless
Words can pick us up, make us whole again
Filling us with hope, we rise from the ashes
We leave our troubles behind, leave the pain
But all too soon, our tower crashes
The effect words have on us is quite strange
As the words stay the same, the people they touch change
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